Finally, after more than a month of constant studying, training and bullshit from those demon girls. It is almost here, just a day from now the Royal Selection (or is it election?) will start.

He has been practicing his speech for the last four hours. Is that too much time to use just to practise the speech? Maybe, but despite the fact that Pleiades's ability to speak is good, he has never given a speech to a crowd of influencial nobles, knights, his rivals and the people running the country. So he wanted to make sure to memorize every line and NOT to stutter in this scenario. That just sound embarrasing and an awful start to this election.

Still, he's fairly surprised by the suggestion that Reinhard gave him before he had started practicing his speech.

The idea for Pleiades to enter the throne room only after Reinhard announces that he has found the fifth Royal Canditate.

God, he can only imagine the faces of everyone there as Reinhard introduces him. He can't wait to see the sight.

Alongside Reimhard's suggestion, Lucifer also had one. It was the idea for her to walk out alongside him as to show everyone there that he had diplomatically allied with them. Since apparantly, those demon girls were infamous for never sided with anyone ever. So it might do good for his candidacy if he makes sure that everyone knows he had managed to become allies with them, no matter how small their race might be now.

But they probably shouldn't mention that that "diplomacy" involved pancakes or actually just any information about how he had managed to do it. He'd rather give the people the idea that he's a diplmatoc genius rather than a....Um...What's the word for it?

Lucifer: Womanizer?

Pleiades: No!

On another note, he probably needed to get some new clothes. The clothes from his world are nice, but they simply could not be classified as formal in this world...Or in his world actually.

Reinhard had gone out of his way to order him one yesterday and it had finally arrived, Pleiades put it on and...

It was great. Everything felt like it just...fit and was made just to fit him and him only. Everything to the black pants and the small red gem on his neck.

Lucifer: Hm...It reminds me of how the Vollachian royalty dress. Mostly because they tend to wear red and black.

Pleiades: Still, how did Reinhard know my measurements? He got someone to make this perfectly.

The door to the room opened, revealing Reinhard himself standing there.

Reinhard: Did you call, Pleiades-sama?

.....How did he...?

Lucifer: This almost seems like...Stalker like behaviour.

Pleiades: Yeah, kinda creepy.

The red haired man panicked somewhat as he quickly made sure to give his apologies for whatever wrong he may have done.

Pleiades glanced towards Lucifer and noticed that she wasn't too amused by that behaviour.

Lucifer: He's a...Awfully easy target to make fun of...

Pleiades shrugged as he went back to examining his clothing in the mirror.

Pleiades: Pretty sure that's due to his family, so I'm not excited to meet them. Like, ever.

The only response she gave was a hum as she left the room, leaving only Reinhard and Pleiades in the room. Although the Royal Canditate didn't pay much attention to the Sword Saint as he was busy looking at the details of the clothes he was currently wearing.

Pleiades: Oh, right. I was asking how did you know that these clothes would fit me and my style perfectly?

He perked up happily as he responded.

Reinhard: Oh, that's because of my Divine-

Pleiades cut him off as he boredly responded.

Pleiades: Should have known.

*later*

Pleiades, Reinhard and Lucifer had gone to the castle early to make sure that the idea that Reinhard had come up with came into fruition.

After a little while, nobles, knights and other important figures began pouring into the meeting room where the Royal Selection would be held.

Still, the anticipation was killing him. Not only did he feel somewhat giddy at the prospect of having to make a speech to a bunch of very influencial people, but also try his best not to embarrass himself.

But, that wasn't what he mostly was feeling. He felt kind of annoyed at the prospect of meeting those "wise men" that portrayed him as a literal international terrorist. Or Witch cultist for short.

He glanced towards Lucifer and noticed that she seemed somewhat bored and completely calm. Honestly, he started admiring that she was always so unbothered by these kind of situations.

He does make sure not to call her a granny though. Who knows, she might pull out a knife on him.

Lucifer: Have you met any of those canditates yet?

He froze for a moment as he didn't expect her to strike up a conversation. Then again, considering how long they have been waiting, he supposed that she must be extremely bored.

Pleiades: Only one, Emilia. She's a half-elf with long silver hair and purple eyes-

She snickered as she grinned.

Lucifer: Poor girl. She has no chance of winning the election.

She mocked as she leaned against the wall with a slightly better mood present.

Pleiades: Why do you think that?

Lucifer: Don't even give me that. You must know of the Witch, right?

He glanced towards the door leading to the throne room as he heard that they were starting the meeting.

Then he turned back to her to answer her question.

Pleiades: I honestly thought she had way less chance of winning due to her naive personality.

Lucifer: Naive too? Poor girl.

Her words were layed with obvious sarcasm as she seemed to be enjoying even thinking about a naive person such as Emilia.

Silenece then returned as they waited for the right moment.

After a while, Pleiades could have sworn that she was planning to say something else, but he then heard Reinhard speaking in the throne room.

The two of them approached the door as Reinhard's voice got louder and louder.

The two guards outside noticed them and opened the door for them as they walked into the throne room.

Reinhard: The last and final canditate...Pleiades-sama!

Considering the first four canditates, some might have thought that Lucifer next to him had been the last canditate. But that reality was quickly shattered as the nobles, knights, the sages and even the Royal Canditates except for Emilia and Roswaal had some sort of shocked expression on their face as they heard the name.

As he glanced around and noticed the silent, but shocked and down right terrified expressions around him. He felt...free, more liberated as something snapped and he decided to do this his own way.

At first, he might have considered to be a bit humble, considering how much he didn't want to offend everyone, but the sheer hatred he held for these sages as he saw them for the first time boiled over and made him decide to do this his own way.

There will be no humbleness, no fruitless and exhausting attempts at trying to explain that he wasn't a Witch cultist. He'll show everyone exactly who he is, he'll show them what he stands for and that will be the person they vote for.

Which is why as he walked through the now completely silent throne, the corners of his lips bent upwards as a small grin graced his face.

He walked towards Reinhard as he was going to get his insignia from him, that is until he stopped as he heard a noise from the crowd of nobles.

Noble: What is the meaning of this?!

Suddenly and mostly from the noble side of the throne room, chaos erupted as almost all of them started yelling something. You wouldn't be able to hear it as all of the yelling just mixed together and was impossible to figure out what was being said.

Probably nothing positive though.

He rolled his eyes as Reinhard handed him the insignia.

He then put his hand forward with the insignia on it as it started to glow. Instantly silencing all of the nobles that had been yelling mere moments ago.

Pleiades: Would you look at that. It seems that that shut all of the yelling idiots up.

Lucifer stayed next to Reinhard as she just looked bored and that she wanted this to end already.

Then he started to make his way towards the-

Bordeux: Sword Saint! Have you gone insane?!!

The sage with the bushy eyebrows stood up angrily as he pointed his finger accusingly towards Pleiades.

Bordeux: That man is a Sin Archbishop! You confirmed so yourself, did you not?!

Before Reinhard was able to speak up, Pleiades interjected with his own words.

Pleiades: Silence.

....

How dare he? Was most likely what everyone thought inside the throne room. For a Witch cultist like himself to demand them to be silent, the only reason no one actually spoke was due to how stunned they were by that single word.

Pleiades: I am not the Sin Archbishop of Pride as you may believe me to be.

Bordeux: Ridiculous! Can someone just execute him already?!

.....

No one moved, the knights weren't going to do anything as this man had been brought in by Reinhard, but they also saw that the insignia that Pleiades has glowed.

Pleiades: As much as you may hate or despise these next few words. The truth is that you were simply wrong, you all accused me of being a witchcultist despite my knight attempting to tell you otherwise.

The veins in Bordeux's forehead looked like they were about to explode as he only looked angrier and angrier at each word that Pleiades said.

Then, the old man with the long beard spoke up.

Miklotov: Bordeux-san, I believe that it would be wise to properly-

Bordeux: Don't you see that he's just a filthy cultist trying to take control of the country?!

Pleiades: Bordeux. I reccomend that you calm down.

The "sage" looked disgusted as Pleiades spoke to him, most likely thinking something along the lines of "how dare he talk to me." Or something like that.

Pleiades: The Divine Dragon Volcanica is the one who helped this kingdom survive over the last 400 years and he's a divine being, yes?

No one spoke up as everything he said was completely accurate.

Pleiades: So, since the Divine Dragon himself decided who the canditates are...Would your refusal to allow me to participate in the election mean that you defy Volcanica?

The "sage" tried to say something, but it seemed like his words got stuck at the back of his tongue as he couldn't actually say anything and merely kept silent.

Pleiades grinned happily to himself as he made his way to stand alongside the other canditates.

The green haired knight with strange hair lightly coughed before speaking.

Marcos: All of the canditates have gathered. It may be brazen of me, but I, Marcos Gildark, captain of the Royal Guard, will take charge of the proceedings.

Pleiades couldn't help but attempt to hide his grin as he couldn't wait for the shit show that was about to occur.

About 1900 words.